A Choir of Gregorians... watchers amongst god's commander.
Michael had no problem with the interruption, and upon being prompted, he took his seat in solemn patience. Spectre walked in, and the exchange of quirked brows between the two of them passed as quickly as it had occurred. They were...
The Not so Pearly Gates
Indeed, there would be that instantaneous recognition between the two of them. Michael stood firm within the lobby, those hues of blood-colored disdain filed slowly over the wreckage. Almost like a psychic power itself, Michael began piecing together the events leading...
The Chariot of Fire... Sort of.
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"Please make sure all seats are in the upright and locked positions."
Michael hated airplane rides. It was like being held in a box of vulnerability. There was nowhere to move, nowhere to run, and nowhere to hide. In flight tele-casting showed the...
The Calling of god's commander.
"... Busy. I'm actually just finishing up." Michael'd been transferred to Germany from the main establishment in London. This was largely due to the fact that the scientists who worked with O'Brien, and the retrospect rediscovery of Michael and his questionable...
"Family" Reunion. How positively... Divine.
"Listen up, men. Big Brother's sacrificed a lot of informants and resources in order to get us this information. This nest is one of the largest in our country. It represents the heart of the rebellion to Germans everywhere." The sound of the...
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